There are two major endings to the game, which require separate walkthroughs. I’ve called these ‘Good path’ (where Marc ends up with Jessika) and ‘Bad path’ (where he doesn’t, but still gets some sex).

You should watch the intro once to get a sense of what’s going on, but it’s safe to skip after that.

There is an achievement for finishing the game without the score being visible. Since you’re using a walkthrough that shouldn’t be a problem, so leave the score turned off.

There are seven different categories of points (Nice, Funny, Sweet, Empathic, Sexual, Supportive, Smart), and there is an achievement for keeping the number of points in each category approximately even. There is obviously no single way to do that, but if you always pick the first option listed in the walkthrough it should work out.

There are another eight achievements, which are listed where they are triggered in the two walkthroughs. Once you have all ten, a bonus scene will be available from the Achievements menu (or you could simply open bonus1.htm in your browser).

Good path starts here

It’s open.

For you? Always. (Nice +1)

Is everything okay?

Even Judge Oppenworth? (Funny +1)

I happen to know that I’m not your type.

I’m sorry for the way they treat you, Sylvia. You deserve better. (Sweet +1) OR I’d be proud that I’m better than them, but that’s not a very high bar. (Nice +1)

So, what can I do for you, Sylvia?

I think, therefore I am. At least, I think I exist… (Funny +1)

It sounds like she’s been mistreated by men in the past. (Empathic +1)

Well, I don’t know that I qualify as “classy,” but should we do something to show her that there’s some variety in men?

Sure. Where and when?

Sylvia, I’m a scribe and you’re a cop. If I got any “crazy ideas” you’d just break my fingers. I promise to be on my best behavior.

I’m happy to do it, Sylvia.

Check out her ass as you say, ‘8:00 is fine.’ (Sexual +1)

See ya.

Leave at the end of the day.

Knock on the door.

Wow, Sylvia. I’ve never seen you with your hair down. You look nice. (Nice +1)

Follow her in.

Oh my god. You’re SeraB.

I’m a fan…

Buttercup?

Sneak a peek at SeraB while they’re focused on each other. (Sexual +1) OR Sneak a peek at Sylvia while they’re focused on each other. (Sexual +1)

Quickly look back at their faces.

All men like short shorts, but the tights you wore at the We Festival were even better. (Supportive +1)

Sylvia works with a bunch of jerks. I compare well to them, but I suspect I’m still … below your bar. (Empathic +1) OR Well, I certainly try not to be. (Nice +1)

Thank you.

Check her out as they turn away. (Sexual +1)

Watch as long as you can.

It’s really cool that you two are so in to each other. Holding hands and such. (Supportive +1)

Most people are jerks. Love is universally good, regardless of the lovers. (Supportive +1)

You two clearly have something special. I’m maybe a bit jealous. But certainly not uncomfortable. (Supportive +1)

What can I do to convince you, SeraB?

Um … wow. No, I’m pretty sure that would only be true in a porno.

Sure, SeraB. I understand. Are you okay?

Don’t say anything.

Assume you’re misunderstanding, but keep your mouth shut.

Sylvia is the most professional person you’ve ever met. You can hardly believe the conversation you’re witnessing.

Remember to breathe.

Look at what SeraB’s doing with Sylvia’s strap.

Um … guys? It feels like I should give you some privacy. (Sweet +4)

If that’s what you want … I’m not going to complain.

Look, don’t touch. Got it.

Watch SeraB’s fingers work their magic.

Keep watching.

Apparently it’s okay to look now…

Oh my god…

Take a good look.

Look higher.

SeraB pulls her top over her head.

SeraB lowers her skirt.

No, can’t say that I did…

Take a good look at Sylvia’s ass.

Watch what happens next.

They continue kissing.

Sylvia moves lower.

Sylvia removes SeraB’s shorts.

Sylvia goes down on SeraB.

Stare at Sylvia’s ass.

Keep looking.

Consider carefully.

No way. They were very clear about this. Focus on SeraB instead.

Watch Sylvia get onto the couch.

Look at her breasts.

Approach them.

Think about touching her tits.

Sit back down.

Watch in rapt attention.

Oh my god…

Sylvia moves to the other end of the couch.

I don’t know that “cool” is the right term. You two are burning up the place.

Yeah, I’ve been taking notes…

SeraB licks vigorously.

SeraB spreads her legs.

Pull down your pants and approach her.

Pull up your pants and sit back down.

SeraB straddles her.

SeraB licks Sylvia 69.

Keep watching.

Stare at her tits.

Wow.

Watch her.

Watch Sylvia cum.

Look closely.

Continue.

No. That was incredible.

If they’re going to get dressed, you’d better take one last look…

Frantically make ‘Not now’ motions with your hands.

Sigh. With the embarrassment coming, you might as well get one last look at her tits.

SeraB is going to belittle you for this…

Yeah, she’s heard of them…

Nod.

I saw her in the courthouse today. She’s really taking the riot hard, isn’t she?

I was there. There’s no way it could be her fault.

Let me try.

Maybe hearing it from a stranger will have a greater impact. (Smart +1) OR If there’s any way I can help, I have to try. (Supportive +1) OR Yes, I’m sure. (Nice +1)

Get directions.

I’m glad to have played a part, but you two are obviously great for each other. I don’t think you need my help with anything.

It was amazing to meet you, SeraB.

Okay, Sarah it is. Sylvia, I’ll see you at work on Monday.

Bye.

Head out.

Smile to yourself and head home. [NB. The observant among you will have noticed Chloe sitting on the other side of the street.]

Look across the street for the bar.

Enter the bar.

Check out the poster. [Achievement: Just A Game]

Approach Jessika.

I don’t want to disturb you. I just wanted to thank you for all the great music you’ve done. (Nice +1)

No, not that way. I meant it positively.

Are you in the mood to have someone drink with you?

Sit down.

I’ll have what she’s having. (Empathic +1)

Maybe not. Do you have any local microbrews? (Smart +1)

I’ll have a Green Hook, please. (Nice +1)

Look at Jessika.

[There are three different options here. This walkthrough assumes that you take the first, but the others are provided for completeness.]

(Option 1)

Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? (Funny +1)

I don’t believe you’re damaged, but even if you were, I’m sure about what I’m doing. (Supportive +1)

(Option 2)

You mean besides the fact that I love your music and think you’re seriously attractive? (Sweet +1)

I suspect there’s more to you than what you’re finding in that bottle. (Smart +1) OR I doubt that. I’m here now and far from disappointed. (Sweet +1)

(Option 3)

I saw you sitting here thought you might like some company. (Supportive +1)

I know that, if I was down, I’d prefer not to face it alone. (Empathic +1) OR I actually mean it. Any desire to get into your pants is separate. (Sexual +1)

Sarah was here. You told her you were going to, and I quote, ‘Fuck the living shit,’ out of me.

Then you passed out. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Smart +1) OR Then the thought of having sex with me caught up with you and you passed out. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Funny +1) OR Then you promptly fell asleep. Sarah and I put you to bed. (Nice +1)

No, I think you’re a beautiful, talented woman who just had too much to drink. (Supportive +1) OR No, but even if I did, there’s nothing wrong with that (Sexual +1)

How do you keep a figure like that if you have donuts for breakfast?

Um … I’ve been to all of your concerts.

Take a donut.

No, I live over by the courthouse. But Sarah offered me the couch, and I wanted to make sure you were okay.

No, I’m not. If I was, this wouldn’t be fair to you or her. (Empathic +1) OR What? No! Picking up a beautiful woman in a bar would be tantamount to cheating on a wife. (Sweet +1)

Well … let’s just say that my being here with you wouldn’t be cheating on the person I’m interested in… (Smart +1) OR I’m pretty interested in someone, but she just met me. (Sweet +1) OR I’m totally interested in this hot woman. Don’t know what she thinks of me, though. (Sexual +1)

Wait.

Pleased to meet you, Jess.

Would you believe secret agent? Neither would I. (Funny +1) [Achievement: I Get Off]

Yet sexy as all get out. In the real world, I’m a court transcriber.

I know. I was the transcriber.

You’re not supposed to. I’m there to observe and transcribe, not be part of the proceedings.

Jess, I was at the concert. The riot wasn’t your fault.

I really think you should explain this ‘immunity’ thing…

Say nothing while you take that in.

Okay, for the point of argument, let’s take the singing effect as a given. Did you know about it before the concert?

Not really?

You assume she’s crazy and ignore her.

Jess, you’re not responsible for that.

Okay, fine. Responsible. Just like if your car slides on the ice and there’s an accident. You’re responsible. But you’re not guilty.

You didn’t know what would happen when you sang angry. And, I can tell from your behavior since, that you never would have done it if you had known. The riot was not your fault.

I hope you do.

Thank you. You’re pretty awesome yourself. (Sweet +1) OR I’m glad to hear the raw terror I’m feeling for being able to talk to you isn’t coming through… (Funny +1)

Playing amateur psychoanalyst? (Smart +1) OR Having a breakfast conversation with a beautiful woman in a short robe? (Sexual +1)

I’d like to claim some super altruistic reason, but to be honest, I love your music, and I’m attracted to you. I’d hate to see you stop playing and I’d … (Take a deep breath) … like to spend time with you.

Preferably sober.

I’m not in this for an easy blowjob, Jess. (Sweet +1) OR What? No easy blowjobs? I’m out of here then… (Funny +1)

Reach up and touch her hand.

What’s that?

Real?

Sarah is real.

You weren’t singing last night when she put you to bed and tucked you in. She cares about you. A lot.

I obviously don’t speak for her, but I’m pretty sure she doesn’t care what you’ve done. She just wants you to be okay.

Can I make a suggestion?

Skip the bar tonight and do something with her instead.

Go to a concert. Go shopping. Go to the zoo. It doesn’t matter. Just spend the time with her.

I learned how from you.

Kiss her.

Smile.

Can I call you?

Turn to leave.

Look at her.

Nod and head out.

Go home.

Get to work.

Come in.

Hey Sylvia. Isn’t it your day off?

I definitely see Sarah’s influence in that outfit. (Smart +1) OR You look great in your uniform, but that outfit Sarah picked is a winner. (Supportive +1)

You know my door’s always open for you. Are you okay? (Supportive +1) OR Sure Sylvia. Is everything okay? (Nice +1)

Good. I felt that you needed to be someone else, at least for a little while. (Empathic +1) OR In every hard core rocker chick, there’s a little girl that just wants cotton candy. (Smart +1)

Kiss her.

Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?

Well, you needed Sarah more. (Empathic +1) OR Boyfriends shouldn’t get in the way of girlfriends. (Smart +1) OR I’m sure I’d have been fine company, but she was better. (Funny +1)

Reach for her.

Sit down.

This guy, right? He looks pretty full of himself. (Empathic +1) OR This is him, isn’t it? (Smart +1)

When Sarah and I put you to bed on Saturday, I saw his picture.

At your last concert.

Nod.

No, he doesn’t. And this is at the very beginning of the riot. It’s possible that he started it.

Possibly. He looks like he’s enjoying himself.

Or maybe wearing ear plugs. I don’t know.

Huh?

Well, if he premeditatedly broke up with you to make you angry and then started a riot at your concert, his crimes are much more serious than book theft.

I’d like your permission to give his name and address to the prosecutor. Let’s have the police find out for sure.

How about, “Well, the new guy can’t see without his glasses, so he probably won’t be starting any riots”? (Funny +1) OR Well, I’m hoping it’s not, “I’d better swear off boyfriends for a while.” Though, if that is it, I’ll support you. (Supportive +1)

Hold her gaze.

I sure am. What would you like to do?

If you want to go on a date with me, that suggests that you consider me your boyfriend. (Empathic +1) OR “Date” implies that I’m your boyfriend… (Smart +1)

And if I come on this low key date with you, will I get another chance to squeeze your ass?

I’ll say. Do you remember the Mayhem poster with you in leather pants? (Sweet +1) OR God yes, you do. Do you remember the Mayhem poster with you in leather pants? (Sexual +1)

Would I lose or gain boyfriend points if I admitted to have spent hours staring at your butt in that poster?

I don’t know. I haven’t felt it yet.

Grab her ass.

Continue.

Not bad. I mean of all the butts I’ve squeezed, definitely in the top ten. (Funny +1) OR The poster doesn’t do it justice… (Nice +1)

Talk with her.

Are you hiding from the public, or yourself? (Smart +1) OR You don’t need to hide, Jess. (Supportive +1)

Yeah, that’s what everyone tells me. “Why are you pining after that hot rocker chick? Can’t you see she’s out of your league? (Funny +1) OR I’ve been attracted to you for a long time. If being thrilled to see you smile at me makes me easy, then yeah, I’m the easiest guy on the planet. (Sweet +1)

Are you working on any new songs?

What?

But I read an interview where you said that your happiness comes from making music.

Surely you see the connection. (Smart +1) OR You’ve got people around you who want to help. Let us help you. (Supportive +1)

You’re worried about there being another riot. (Empathic +1) OR Are you afraid that there will be another riot? (Smart +1)

Jess, you’ve done 23 concerts. Only one had a riot. And, even then, it was probably started by someone else.

It’s accurate.

No, I’ve been to all of them. I kept the ticket stubs.

I’m a FlareUp fan, so I happened to see you guys when you opened for them.

Yeah, and they sure screwed up.

The opener is never supposed to be better than the main act. Mayhem wiped the floor with FlareUp that night.

Yeah, but what happened next was really cool.

I always wondered what Jimmy said to you.

Thank you. I was a Jimmy Jones fan before then, but he skyrocketed in my book that night. (Empathic +1) OR Wow. Dude’s a class act. (Sweet +1)

He didn’t take pity on you.

I saw an interview where someone asked him about it. He said that night he watched you in rehearsal and saw the same thing that everyone in the audience saw that night.

Don’t forget that I’m immune. I heard your incredible voice, and Mayhem’s catchy, heavy music. Music that you wrote, by the way. You’d be a star with or without the power.

So what if it does? It’s part of who you are, like your great voice and dexterous guitar playing fingers.

Maybe the power came from practice too.

Jess, what’s the real reason you don’t play anymore? Is it that you’re afraid of starting another riot, or that you’re ashamed of your power?

You understand that, power aside, no amount of practice could make me sing as well as you do

I do. And if we’re going to talk about unfair advantages, let’s talk about that killer ass of yours. And those eyes. Oh my god, your eyes…

In that poster, you were looking over your shoulder. I stared at your eyes almost as much as your rear.

How’s that?

Kiss her.

Use the opportunity to get a good look at her eyes.

Okay, but it’ll cost you another kiss.

Follow her in.

Continue.

Well, you were pretty drunk. It wouldn’t have been very meaningful.

Did she just imply that…

Catch her.

Look up at her.

I don’t think you’re in competition with–

Stare.

You assume she’s kidding.

Watch in rapt attention.

There are no bad choices here…

Catch it.

Oh my god, Jess…

Stare at her hips.

Watch.

Instinctively catch them too.

Yes, definitely.

Um … don’t let me stop you.

God no.

No. I think … that would be a good idea…

Damn. You are the sexiest woman alive.

Well, I guess I won’t know for sure until you turn around…

Not quite.

It’s not a bulge, it’s a gun. Stick ’em up.

Yes, I can see that you’re not. Then again, if you were, I’d have trouble focusing on it…

Well, with you looking like that, the safety’s definitely off.

Take a close look at her breasts.

Continue.

Nod as she undoes your pants.

Maybe I missed my calling…

She leans in toward your cock.

She licks the tip.

She continues to lick as she takes the tip inside.

She takes you farther in.

She slides you in further.

More.

Oh god.

She takes it up a notch.

Oh my god, that’s…

Damn, you are really good at this…

She puts it back in.

She continues to play with your balls.

[As the game suggests, save here. Orgasm Now or Deepthroat?]

Orgasm Now

I’m about to cum.

Cum in her mouth.

Keep going.

She takes you back in.

Oh wow, that was … wow.

Damn, Jess.

Yes, yes, yes. [go to Afterwards]

Deepthroat

This is awesome. Did you say you deepthroat too?

Continue

Holy crap, that’s amazing!

Plunge it back in.

Pull her in as you thrust forward.

[Do you cum in her mouth or on her breasts?]

(mouth)

I’m going to cum straight down your throat.

Explode deep into her throat.

Finish.

Yes. That was mind blowingly amazing. [go to Afterwards]

(breasts)

I wanna cum on your tits.

Cum on her.

Keep going.

Yes. That was mind blowingly amazing. [go to Afterwards]

Afterwards

What? Sarah?

Oh my god, Sarah. Did you see that whole thing?

Okay, you’ve got me there.

I’ll say.

I guess that depends on which side of the couch you’re standing on.

Thanks, Sarah. Feel free to slap me if this is too personal, but have you two ever…

Mayor Joey Bertradino?

What happened?

I meant with you.

So you knew in sixth grade that you were gay?

Does she know you’re hot for her?

What about Sylvia? Does she know?

Check her out. (Sexual +1)

Sorry. Your relationship with Sylvia sounds healthy.

Happy to help.

She said you had cotton candy and acted like little girls.

Look over to Jess.

Seems best to stay out of that conversation.

Um, tonight I got a blowjob from the hottest woman on the planet. I’ve got nothing to complain about.

Gently put a hand on her leg.

When you hit your crash cymbal so hard it fell over, then Sven tripped over it, fell into the amp stack, and shorted out power to the club?

I remember that. “Acoustic set in the dark!” [Achievement: Has Anybody Seen My Baby?]

You go home one happy guy.

Go in and sit in one of his guest chairs.

You remember the singer from the band at the riot?

That was her ex-boyfriend. Right before the concert, and out of the blue, he broke up with her and said a lot of nasty things.

It sure feels that way.

I met her a few days ago and we’ve hit it off. I’m seeing her now.

I’m happy to help, Gary. Anything improving on the wife front?

You know, Jess feels terrible about the riot. If I told her what happened between the two of you, she might be willing to sign an autograph for Cynthia or something.

Okay, let me talk to Jess before you say anything to her.

You bet, Gary. I guess I’d better get back to work.

Head back to your office.

Answer it.

Helping you stay out of the bar is the least I can do. What’s the plan? (Supportive +1) OR It’s a dirty job, but someone’s got to do it. What’s the plan? (Funny +1) OR I’d love to. What’s the plan? (Nice +1)

If you don’t mind being seen dancing with some nerdy guy from the courthouse, I’m in. (Funny +1) OR I like rock music, and I like you. Put those two together and dancing will come naturally. (Sweet +1)

Sure. Normal rock show attire?

You understand that I’m not going to be able to focus on work for the rest of the day as I imagine that?

Continue.

Don’t worry about being late. Go to the bookstore.

Go inside.

Excuse me. I’m looking for a coffee table book about guitars. Do you have anything like that?

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